This painting of a dobro suddenly appeared on the lobby wall outside my office. Nobody saw anything, nobody knows how it got there. This can be interpreted as a good thing if it means someone in the bowels of the corporate infrastructure believes that our lives will be improved by thinking about dobros. Or if on Monday they decide to up the ante and fill the lobby with some Curtis Loew.
Try some Ry Cooder
All the world needs is a little more Dobro….